Nima fell asleep. She was at the edge of camp with her leg still tucked under her. Her head was resting beside her good paw and her nose twitched in her sleep. She was dreaming or giant grows and thunder. Why? She had no idea, but she was nonetheless grateful for the sleep.
Teivel sat a few feet from the others and busied himself with grooming his paws. He understood he was the alpha, but he wasn't one to just go off telling the others what to do without consulting his mate. He glanced to her and then back to the others. Most of them were sleeping.